| Much like any famous or infamous couch scene, it all started for me when I'd sneak a peak of my brother banging his latest sexual conquest. It would typically be a Friday or Saturday night, after the bars would close, when I'd hear more than one set of footsteps heading up to his loft apartment that was attached to our parents
house. After much frenzied bumping and thumping from above, I had become more than curious as to what was going on and once I had figured it all out, I was well on my way to becoming a connoisseur of hidden porn videos. |
